Chapter

  1      III|          when he came to visit his aunt, Mlle. Armande.~ ~His duties,
  2      III|     nothing since the death of his aunt.~ ~Everything was changed:
  3       IV|         Mademoiselle Armande, your aunt, accorded my poor mother
  4       IV|          the command of your dying aunt, and with the money which
  5       IV|        thousand francs, which your aunt gave to me.”~ ~“Ah! she
  6       IV|          Keep the legacy that your aunt gave me, I wish nothing
  7     XIII|          of her, very—were we not, Aunt Medea?”~ ~Aunt Medea was
  8     XIII|        were we not, Aunt Medea?”~ ~Aunt Medea was the old lady seated
  9     XIII|         very,” she replied.~ ~This aunt, or cousin, rather, was
 10      XVI|          cost Lacheneur’s deceased aunt almost unlimited courage
 11      XVI|         followed by the inevitable Aunt Medea, had come to play
 12     XVII|          escape, he had thrown her Aunt Medea; but in less than
 13     XVII|         morning at breakfast, that Aunt Medea was alarmed.~ ~Mlle.
 14     XVII|            her father, she obliged Aunt Medea to dress herself,
 15     XVII|           we doing here?” demanded Aunt Medea.~ ~“Let me alone!”
 16     XVII|        must have carried terror to Aunt Medea’s heart.~ ~“Flowers!”
 17     XVII|    exclaimed Mlle. Blanche. “Come, aunt, at once!”~ ~Had Marie-Anne,
 18     XVII|            to conceal the fact.~ ~“Aunt Medea pretended to know
 19     XVII|            me astray; did you not, aunt?”~ ~As usual, the impecunious
 20     XVII|            Good-by, my dear. Come, Aunt Medea.”~ ~She departed,
 21     XVII|    concocted, and which she forced Aunt Medea to circulate everywhere,
 22     XXII|        with grief and rage.~ ~What Aunt Medea was forced to endure
 23     XXII|          is with her,” she said to Aunt Medea. “He is on his knees
 24     XXII|  incoherent phrases, to which poor Aunt Medea listened with her
 25     XXII|        from her revery.~ ~“Listen, Aunt Medea,” she said, suddenly. “
 26     XXII|        Blessed Jesus!” interrupted Aunt Medea, in alarm.~ ~“It must
 27     XXII|     vehicle only Mlle. Blanche and Aunt Medea, who uttered the most
 28       XL|       heavily upon the shoulder of Aunt Medea.~ ~Mme. Blanche came
 29     XLII|         irritating consolations of Aunt Medea, who was a worthy
 30     XLII|        herself.~ ~But it cost poor Aunt Medea, the inevitable chaperon,
 31     XLII|     dropped his gun, and waited.~ ~Aunt Medea was pale with fright.~ ~“
 32     XLII|           man,” she added.~ ~“You, Aunt Medea, will remain at a
 33     XLII|          me, whoever it may be.”~ ~Aunt Medea, submissive as she
 34     XLII|           same hour.”~ ~A cry from Aunt Medea interrupted them.~ ~“
 35     XLII|           A servant had approached Aunt Medea, and was speaking
 36     XLII|          waiting for her terrified aunt, Blanche darted in the direction
 37     XLII|          her father to the care of Aunt Medea, Blanche made her
 38    XLIII|           sometimes accompanied by Aunt Medea.~ ~The old poacher
 39      XLV|       mantle of gray, she summoned Aunt Medea.~ ~“Get your cloak,
 40      XLV|           Get your cloak, quickly, aunt,” she commanded. “I am going
 41      XLV|          you must accompany me.”~ ~Aunt Medea extended her hand
 42      XLV|       night——”~ ~“I am in a hurry, aunt,” interrupted Blanche, “
 43      XLV|            the twinkling of an eye Aunt Medea was ready.~ ~The marquis
 44      XLV|            dinner, and Blanche and Aunt Medea reached the little
 45      XLV|       Where are we going?” groaned Aunt Medea.~ ~“What is that to
 46      XLV|          her way. Again and again, Aunt Medea stumbled over the
 47      XLV|           journey’s end?” inquired Aunt Medea, timidly.~ ~“Yes,
 48      XLV|         credulity?”~ ~She rejoined Aunt Medea, whom she found half
 49      XLV|            go nearer,” she said to Aunt Medea, “I wish to look through
 50      XLV|     disappeared.~ ~Blanche pressed Aunt Medea’s arm with a violence
 51      XLV|            should be discovered.~ ~Aunt Medea was, it is true, in
 52      XLV|        seen her leave the chateau; Aunt Medea would be as silent
 53     XLVI|       night.~ ~In the garden below Aunt Medea heard it, perhaps;
 54     XLVI|       paces from the house.~ ~“And Aunt Medea!” she exclaimed.~ ~
 55     XLVI|              For once in her life, Aunt Medea manifested some energy.~ ~“
 56   XLVIII|            On and after that night Aunt Medea took her revenge for
 57   XLVIII|      longer any fear of listeners, Aunt Medea attacked her niece.~ ~“
 58   XLVIII|            you out in his arms?”~ ~Aunt Medea would have packed
 59   XLVIII|           not answer me,” insisted Aunt Medea.~ ~Blanche was trying
 60   XLVIII|         herself, body and soul, in Aunt Medea’s power.~ ~But, on
 61   XLVIII|        more than probable that her aunt would betray her by some
 62   XLVIII|            the kind. Stupid though Aunt Medea was, she had divined
 63   XLVIII|      drawer, and turned the key.~ ~Aunt Medea wished to retire to
 64   XLVIII|            the ever ready tears of Aunt Medea.~ ~That her niece,
 65   XLVIII|            exclaiming, questioning Aunt Medea, and forcing her to
 66   XLVIII|          in her habits.~ ~She sent Aunt Medea away, then, at the
 67        L|            Courtornieu had alarmed Aunt Medea even more than Blanche.~ ~
 68        L|        When Martial left the room, Aunt Medea at once opened the
 69        L|         What do you say?” inquired Aunt Medea, with evident curiosity.~ ~“
 70        L|       evident curiosity.~ ~“I say, aunt, that in less than a month
 71        L|                God grant it!” said Aunt Medea, hypocritically.~ ~
 72        L|          the mysteries of crime.~ ~Aunt Medea was half crazed with
 73        L|          in your own apartment.”~ ~Aunt Medea’s face brightened.
 74        L|        been harshly refused.~ ~“If Aunt Medea is hungry, she will
 75        L|            cook came up to receive Aunt Medea’s commands; she was
 76        L|       Through him, Blanche and her aunt learned that suspicion pointed
 77        L|     anything to fear,” she said to Aunt Medea.~ ~She had, indeed,
 78        L|         radiant face, announced to Aunt Medea:~ ~“Aunt, we leave
 79        L|        announced to Aunt Medea:~ ~“Aunt, we leave just one week
 80       LI|          had failed to notice that Aunt Medea was no longer the
 81       LI|       Blanche, on going out, asked Aunt Medea to accompany her;
 82       LI|            wish to attend vespers, Aunt Medea declared her intention
 83       LI|          of envy were visible upon Aunt Medea’s countenance.~ ~“‘
 84       LI|           plaintive tones.~ ~“You, aunt! You will remain here; you
 85       LI|           here, I hope.”~ ~But no; Aunt Medea did not seem satisfied.~ ~“
 86       LI|          to do so!”~ ~“Impossible, aunt; impossible!”~ ~Aunt Medea
 87       LI|   Impossible, aunt; impossible!”~ ~Aunt Medea seemed to be in despair.~ ~“
 88       LI|            are free and of age.”~ ~Aunt Medea turned very pale,
 89       LI|            poor, meek, much-abused Aunt Medea speak in this way.
 90       LI|           handsome toilets, I—poor Aunt Medea—who have never seen
 91       LI|           I do not understand you, aunt; I do not understand you.”~ ~
 92       LI|    authorities and denounce me?”~ ~Aunt Medea shook her head.~ ~“
 93       LI|            You shall accompany us, aunt,” said she; “I promise it.”~ ~
 94       LI|           me. You have been cruel, aunt, and at the same time, unjust.
 95       LI|            I known— But rest easy, aunt; I will atone for my neglect.”~ ~
 96       LI|          for my neglect.”~ ~And as Aunt Medea, having obtained all
 97       LI|            a misunderstanding. But Aunt Medea was as far from being
 98       LI|          it be possible to inspire Aunt Medea with a desire to live
 99       LI|           can at any moment enrich Aunt Medea without having recourse
100       LI|          It was “my dearest little aunt,” and “my dearly beloved
101       LI|        comment had they known that Aunt Medea was protected from
102       LI|          by encasing this precious aunt in cotton, shall we not?”~ ~
103       LI|           a little.~ ~“I love good Aunt Medea so much!” said she. “
104      LII|      listening to a new book which Aunt Medea was reading aloud,
105      LII|         his business, then. Go on, aunt,” she added; “we have been
106      LII|        interesting portion.”~ ~But Aunt Medea had not time to finish
107      LII|            exploded in the room.~ ~Aunt Medea, with a shriek, dropped
108      LII|      desire?”~ ~“Money, probably.” Aunt Medea lifted her eyes to
109      LII|            already at the mercy of Aunt Medea.~ ~“In other words,”
110      LII|         what course to pursue when Aunt Medea, who was listening
111      LII|      exclamation of horror escaped Aunt Medea, and Blanche turned
112      LII|          Jean Lacheneur’s work.”~ ~Aunt Medea and her niece were
113      LII|         dress, and, accompanied by Aunt Medea, repaired to the house
114      LII|         than a month,” she said to Aunt Medea, “we shall have the
115      LII| discovering her inmost thoughts.~ ~Aunt Medea, it is true, was of
116     LIII|            excessive fatigue?~ ~To Aunt Medea alone did Blanche
117     LIII|       Toward the last of February, Aunt Medea contracted inflammation
118     LIII|       almost anything to know that Aunt Medea was beneath the sod,
119      LIV|        discovered, and yet she had Aunt Medea, then, to take her
120      LIV|       Chelteux; then a letter from Aunt Medea in which she spoke
121      LIV|          servant who had witnessed Aunt Medea’s last agony.~ ~The